Chapter 472: Fierce Battle

"Don't worry. Even though the Ancestor no longer has the power of the Void Realm, dealing with that brat is as easy as swatting a fly!"

Song Tingyue said in a deep voice, "With the Ancestor's methods, plus our clan's guardian Spiritual Object, the Nine Heavens Thunder-Controlling Lamp, even if that Ye Chen could turn the heavens upside down, he won't escape his doom!"

A cold, dark light flickered in his eyes, and his voice was so frigid it seemed devoid of all emotion. "This is the price for opposing the Song family!"

"Even if that brat is already the strongest in Dongxuan Province, the Song family can still crush him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying roar echoed from above the martial arts arena. As far as the eye could see, the entire sky was filled with destructive lightning. A heart-stopping aura pulsed outward continuously.

Song Yeming was bathed in torrential lightning, like a god of thunder. The Nine Heavens Thunder-Controlling Lamp in his hand shone with brilliant light as a deluge of destruction swept overwhelmingly toward Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's expression was grave. He didn't dare to be the slightest bit careless.

The Red Lotus Karma Fire coiled around his body. With a wave of his hand, a crimson flame shot into the sky, repelling the lightning.

The scale of this battle was even greater than the chaotic melee from before. It was terrifying beyond imagination.

The sky above all of Dongxuan City was filled with an intertwining web of multicolored light. Countless Laws and orders surged, alarming everyone in the city!

The shockwaves rippling outward seemed powerful enough to tear the very sky in half.

Everyone looked up, their souls trembling. It was hard to imagine just how terrifying the powerhouses clashing truly were.

"Mjolnir!"

Song Yeming floated high in the air. The green lamp in his hand suddenly trembled, sending out countless ripples suffused with a destructive aura.

Then, ten thousand bolts of lightning converged in his hand, forming a spear condensed from pure electricity!

The entire spear emanated terrifying waves of destruction. Blue and purple lightning coiled around it constantly. A casual wave stirred up vast Spiritual Power, and it seemed sharp enough to easily pierce the void—it was the pinnacle of sharpness!

"Go!"

"This spear is more than enough to obliterate you!"

Song Yeming's gaze was sharp. He raised his hand and flung the spear. Its tip pulsed with a deadly, cold light as it shot straight for Ye Chen's head!

Countless people watched this scene, a chill running down their spines as their bodies went stiff!

If that spear hit, even a powerhouse at the Peak of Divine Might Realm would have their body explode and their Divine Soul perish on the spot!

And this was only a youth at the Fourth Layer of the Divinity Transformation Realm!

Ye Chen's expression was indifferent. The Chaotic Suppression Cauldron rapidly enlarged in front of him. Countless streams of Chaotic Qi Flow spread out, forming what seemed to be an invisible barrier that stood before Mjolnir.

BOOM!

Mjolnir, wreathed in an incredibly dangerous destructive power, exploded in midair, kicking up a vast and terrifying shockwave.

The Chaotic Suppression Cauldron was struck as if by a heavy blow. Some of the chaotic light flowing on its body was scattered, and it was sent flying back toward Ye Chen.

The Nine Heavens Thunder-Controlling Lamp was too formidable. Although the Chaotic Suppression Cauldron was a unique Divine Artifact, it was, after all, too severely damaged. Moreover, in the hands of Ye Chen, who was only at the Divinity Transformation Realm, it was difficult to unleash its full power.

In this clash with the Nine Heavens Thunder-Controlling Lamp, the Chaotic Suppression Cauldron was, for a rare change, at a disadvantage!

Through his connection to the artifact, Ye Chen felt the blood and qi in his body roil. A sweet taste rose in his throat, and he nearly coughed up blood.

But he forcefully suppressed the turmoil within him. A brilliant purple light emerged as what seemed to be the spirit of a True Dragon roamed through his limbs and bones, dissolving all the residual shockwaves.

"Continue this futile resistance, and only death awaits you!"

Song Yeming's robes billowed around him. Within his indifferent, profound eyes, endless bolts of lightning suddenly erupted!

He pressed his advantage. A raging dragon formed from lightning suddenly shot out from the green lamp in his palm. It soared into the nine heavens with a world-shaking roar that set the ears of every Cultivator present buzzing.

The next moment, the raging lightning dragon flipped and twisted, carrying a sky full of immense lightning as it charged down at Ye Chen like a divine punishment descending upon the world.

Song Yeming's assault was simply too fast!

Ye Chen had just crossed his arms in front of him, countless purple dragon scales covering them. He had also hastily circulated his Sword Qi to form a defensive ring, but the raging lightning dragon had already reached him.

BOOM!

The coiling Sword Qi suddenly shattered. The raging lightning dragon slammed viciously into Ye Chen, and his Spiritual Power exploded outward. The scales on his arms fell away, piece by piece, as his entire body was sent flying back, crashing into the martial arts arena below.

"Master!"

"Young Master Ye!"

Chi Ming, Song Yubing, Mo Tianyun, and the others all wore worried expressions, their hearts filled with anxiety!

The Prefect of Dongxuan Prefecture, Li Yu, also clenched his fists. Veins bulged on his forehead; he clearly couldn't sit still any longer.

After all, Ye Chen was the champion of this year's Peach Blossom Banquet.

He wasn't some external prodigy like Bai Yujie, brought in from another region to fight for someone else. He was a true-blue local genius, born and raised in the eastern region of the dynasty!

For him to have won the Peach Blossom Banquet was, without a doubt, well-deserved!!!

Now, this champion Cultivator of the Peach Blossom Banquet was being ruthlessly bullied by an old fossil from the Song family right in front of him!

How could Li Yu endure this?

The Song family may have a deep foundation and be a towering mountain in Dongxuan Province, but one shouldn't forget that the Prefecture, backed by the royal family of the Great Hong Dynasty, was the true master of Dongxuan Province!

"Father, do you need me to intervene?"

At some point, Li Jianyin's figure had quietly appeared beside Li Yu.

"Are you confident you can take down that old man, Song Yeming?" A trace of worry appeared on Li Yu's brow.

Song Yeming had made his name a thousand years ago. He was a true old monster.

Furthermore, he had brought out the Song family's guardian Spiritual Object, the Nine Heavens Thunder-Controlling Lamp. His combat power was simply incredible.

Even if he let his own son step in, he wasn't confident at all!

"I'm the chief true disciple of the Heaven-Reaching Sword Institute, and I'm about to be named the current Saint Heir."

"You need to have a little more faith in me, Father."

Li Jianyin smiled.

Hearing this, Li Yu was just about to say something.

But just then, the situation on the field suddenly changed again!

An invisible force suddenly surged up from below, accompanied by a loud roar, and shot heavily toward Song Yeming.

Song Yeming snorted coldly. He glanced down with disdain, one hand clasped behind his back. With his other hand, he formed a seal. The Nine Heavens Thunder-Controlling Lamp trembled slightly, and endless lightning instantly transformed into a terrifying torrent, blasting downward.

Violent shockwaves ravaged the sky. Everyone's vision was filled with a blinding light, nearly robbing them of their sight!

However, at that very moment, Ye Chen's figure silently appeared behind Song Yeming.

'Ridiculous!' Song Yeming was about to counterattack when he was stunned to discover that the space around him had frozen.

He couldn't move!